Murder...

by Graham   Apr 15, 2005


I grab you, pull you off the road, we are alone now
So I rip off your clothes, deny you of dignity and life
In you underwear and T-shirt you shiver in terror
As I close in taunting you, with my already bloodied knife

Laughing maniacally, pull off my mask, smiling
"You" I hear the words, and I reply "all the times you hurt me"
As I plunge the knife into your leg, twisting it
You cry out and I feel so satisfied I stand back and let you bleed

As I plunge my knife into you, over and over
You scream, while I laugh, you deserve this pain
Lighting flashes, the time has come, one last stab wound
The knife goes in so easily, straight through your heart again

I cut off your clothes, and chop your body into pieces
Concealing them in a plastic bag, no one sees
I throw you over and into the river
I told you, you shouldnt have messed with me

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  • 19 years ago

    by Noelle k.

    talk about dark. hehehe awesome poem.

  • 19 years ago

    by Lost Girl

    OMG! That is soooooo evil and dark.......
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